They had breakfasted later and later each day; she had made an affair of breakfast.

And as at last he kissed her and tore himself away from his home, she had smiled to herself delightedly at the guilty look in his eyes.

This kind of thing would cause a decided coolness, no doubt, between Joe and his partner.

So much the better, she had thought, for she detested that man Nourse, and in his case she could quite openly admit, "I'm jealous of you and your business devotion! Your time is coming soon, friend Bill!" The office was half way uptown, and several times in the last few weeks she had gone there for Joe at five o'clock, and once at four-thirty, as though by appointment.

She chuckled now as she recalled the black look of his partner that day.